I am a crooked masterpiece I stand at your feet Gasping in awe of my crimes My crimes unforgiven This is a grinding This is a halt This is a slaughter Of all I love This is a binding This is my fault This is a message For loathing hearts Chariot Chariot There is a yearning For the words unsaid There are times I tried To be myself My life in glass houses Comes to an end Every lie in harmony Enters the light Break these rose red Eye lids, hold your loose grip Sink your blade in our heart I am a crooked masterpiece I stand at your feet Gasping in awe of my crimes My crimes unforgiven There is sickness in this water These riverbeds of drought There is sickness in this water This candle must burn out A chariot awaits us Swirls of fire in the wind Divide our hopeless hearts Find a glass worth looking in To progress we must endure An apology in wretched turmoil I want to feel again There are times I feel broken There are times I am unwanted There is bittersweet in every moment We’re at sea you form in Every stream and Every mark along my palm It’s the beauty of gardens Against glass against Everything in azure I am just the knots A broke finale Spoken final words in heaven All is lost in these pages In this bible I will lose control I will lose control